A Light in the Darkness
Push Through the Darkest Times…
I wish I could tell you every detail and pour my heart out, but it's not right to bring the past back and let myself scream and shout.
So here's my life in a short story, Trust me I'll be surprised if it gets boring.
I was young, innocent, and not who I am now,So it was scarier than it could've been, but how?
6'4'' walked through the door, I was half his size so I tried to hide.It didn't work as he threw us across the floor,
but who was I too let him get in my way?
They teach you in Pre-K, "If there's ever an emergency dial 9 1 1..."
"Let them be", "They'll figure it out", "Sorry, there's nothing we can do","Don't you have someone you can call for help?" Have you ever played Bloody Marry? Is it scary? Did she make your arms bleed? Did you even scream?
My sister never needed to play that game for her arms to bleed and make herself scream.I open the door and saw it myself. Glass on the floor, she's crying for help.
I grabbed a wet cloth, and wrapped her arm.I never knew somebody was really capable of any self-harm.On her skin was written the word "PAIN"but I sit here still wondering, what did she really gain from all that?Will she do it again just to reminisce on the past?
One year later, there I was... Or was I?Feeling invisible to the naked eye.Hello? Am I even human? Do I even have a soul? Or am I just sitting in a dark black hole?"Grab the knife"....Ok..."Go to the bathroom"...Ok..."Hold it to your chest"...Ok..."Plunge it in, it's only right"...NO...I fell to my knees drowning in my own tears,what would my family do if they were here?I couldn't do it, I knew the youngest needed me,I knew life would get better, I had to believe.
So I stood my ground, got back on my feet, and walked out.There I walked, down a long, windy roadwhere would I go? Nobody knows.
I moved cities 1...2...3...4...5...6....7....8...9...10 times...Within 1...2...3...4...5...6...7 years...Counting each second, every minute.Counting each day, every month...every year...
Now I stand strong on two feet,with the ground constantly shaking underneath me.Realizing that life is about government and money,still doing my best to remain happy...but will I ever live a life that is as sweet as honey?
Live everyday like it's your last.Do not dwell on the past.Keep your head up and your feet moving.Do not stop until your heels are bruising.Let there be a smile on your face.Every morning, and every day.Do not let the negative enter your heart.The positive isn't too far.Peace. Love. Harmony. Freedom. Happiness.It will without a doubt push through all the madness.
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